Souna arrived at the hill that she had been assigned to along with a group of snipers led by a bitter Cahenean named Sholmundt. He was stout, he was frightening, and he was a man of very few words. His usual phrases mostly reduced to: Hold on! Shoot! And… Move your ass!
-Are you f*****g stupid, girl? – He yelled at her as soon as he spotted the carrier on her back where she was transporting the sleeping kid – Why the hell would you bring the child to the battlefield?
-Because he is safer here with us than with a bunch of strangers back in the city – Souna replied, unfastening the bundle and finding a secure looking spot, far enough from the fireline – After a certain incident with one of the courtesan’s children, we feared that some people there would like to use this moment and retaliat
